Detective Smith maintained his sharp gaze, observing every reaction from Daniel, who was drowning in regret. The office seemed to hold all the tension that felt increasingly heavier. Tension hung in the air, and the seconds passed very slowly.Seriously, the detective expressed his disappointment, "Mr. Collins, now is a good time to provide the truth. We have seen the flaws in your story."Daniel sat in his chair with a broken expression. His eyes, which were previously so sharp and full of confidence, now radiated deep regret. He pondered for a moment as if searching for the courage to say the words that felt like a heavy burden on his heart.After several seconds of tension, Daniel finally decided to open his heart. His voice sounded hoarse as he admitted his lie, "Detective, I was not in Suzzane's apartment the night of Diana Buchanan's death. The alibi I gave, it...it was a lie."Detective Jones watched him intently, taking note of every word that came out of Daniel's mouth. "So,
The atmosphere in Jack's office looks calm after a series of work has been completed. Afternoon light shines into the room through the windows, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere. Jack was relieved to be able to stretch out for a moment, sitting on the soft chair in the corner of the room. Looking out the window, he saw the hustle and bustle of the city continuing to move, not realizing that historic moments were taking place.When he turned on his small television, a news reporter appeared with characteristic energy. His serious face reflected his deep interest in the announcement he was about to make."Exciting news today, brothers and sisters. Mr. Daniel Collins, prominent businessman and heir to the famous Collins Company, has been arrested by the police in connection with the alleged murder of Diana Buchanan, a young woman who was found dead some time ago."Jack listened with wide eyes, his heart pounding. This news was not only a big blow to the Collins family, but also to
The previously calm restaurant turned into chaos. The cacophony of voices and shouts created a chaotic situation. Jack, while keeping Ashley under the table, sought cover and tried to evaluate the situation.A gunshot rang out, followed by the sound of glass breaking and objects falling around them. A bullet flew right over Jack's head, making him realize that they were both in serious danger.Waiters and other restaurant patrons ran around in panic, looking for a place to hide. Jack, feeling adrenaline pumping through him, tried to think of his next move. He grabbed his cell phone from his pocket and quickly tapped the police emergency number. The police will come soon.Covering his call with his hand, Jack whispered to Ashley, "We need to get out of here as soon as possible after this blows over. This probably wasn't an accident, and we're definitely targets."Ashley, who also realized the seriousness of the situation, nodded in agreement. They both prepared to act quickly as soon a
After ending a call with Richard Buchanan that leaves Jack confused, Jack quickly realizes the need to act quickly to uncover the truth behind the mysterious incidents that have occurred recently. With firm steps, he grabbed his cell phone and selected the number of the reliable private investigator who had always helped him solve various complicated problems.The phone picked up after a few rings, and the detective said in a wary voice, "Mr. Ashworth, I thought you were going to call me."Jack without further ado explained the latest assault incident he had just experienced. "I was attacked with long-range gunfire, chaos broke out in the restaurant where I was having dinner."The detective, who seemed to already know the news, revealed, "I've heard the news on television news. They called it a brutal terrorist attack at a restaurant with no clear target, just a mass assault. They didn't mention that you were the target."Jack voiced annoyance, "Of course not. They're trying to cover
After stepping out of the quiet office building, Jack felt the cold night wind blow through his jacket. The night sky is dark and starry, creating a contrasting backdrop to the darkness inside Richard Buchanan's office. Office buildings that are full of busyness and activity every day are now a picture of calm and emptiness.Jack stepped quickly towards the parking area, where security guards were patrolling. The setting sun left traces of orange and purple on the western horizon, creating a dramatic atmosphere that was at odds with the worries that haunted Jack. The security guard approached Jack cautiously, his hand still tightly gripping the flashlight.With great seriousness, Jack asked, "Excuse me, I'm looking for Richard Buchanan. Do you know where he is now?"The security guard nodded respectfully, "Yes, sir. Mr. Buchanan came home several hours ago."Jack's expression was tense, and his eyes searched for answers to fill his confusion. "He's home? Are you sure he's okay?"The s
After a few laps around Richard Buchanan's office, despair settled in Jack's heart, but he was determined not to give up so easily. "Okay, we're going back," Jack said in a voice that reflected a mix of frustration and determination. Even though he seemed to have given up, Jack still maintained his enthusiasm to find out where Richard Buchanan was.However, before they could really continue their journey, Jack's sharp eyes caught a suspicious movement in the bushes on the side of the road. "Wait a minute," shouted Jack suddenly, stopping them in their tracks. His suspicions were not in vain, and Jack immediately got out of the car with careful steps."You can see something over there," said Jack, signaling to his bodyguards to remain alert. With cautious steps, Jack approached the bushes, feeling the ground covered by the darkness of night. Something that looked like a handkerchief seemed to be stuck there, and Jack felt as if he had found a clue that might be important."Bodyguard, s
Jack felt the changes coursing through him as the system incorporated his newly acquired memory reading abilities. It was as if an invisible, but incredibly powerful, flow of energy flowed through every fiber of his body. The sensation was akin to an electric current passing through his skin, giving off an intense and overwhelming impression.However, along with the power flooding through him, Jack also felt a light, unpleasant sensation. Like pain that creeps in slowly, giving the impression of discomfort in every joint and muscle. Like fine thorns sticking into his flesh, but enough to make him feel disturbed.He closed his eyes to ride out the surging waves of change. The uncomfortable feeling couldn't be ignored, but Jack's resolve remained strong. This is the price that must be paid to gain a deeper understanding of the events that occurred.When Jack opened his eyes, he felt something different. The world around him seemed to acquire an additional dimension. The toilet room, whi
When Detective Smith and Detective Jones arrived at the hospital with steady steps, the ceiling of the hospital corridor almost seemed to vibrate with urgency. They approached Jack, who was waiting anxiously in the corner of the room. Detective Smith, with an uncompromisingly serious face, conveyed the purpose of his arrival, "Mr. Ashworth, we need to immediately get your testimony regarding this incident. There are several questions that need to be answered."Jack, though filled with worry, gave a curt nod of approval. He realizes that working with the police may be the key to uncovering the truth behind this mysterious incident. Detective Jones, with a skeptical expression, added, "We can't just rely on your intuition, Ashworth. We need concrete facts."When the questions started, Jack gave detailed and emotional answers. "I received a call from Mr. Buchanan, and he sounded very rushed. However, the call was suddenly disconnected, and I couldn't get back to him. I'm sure this wasn't